But, sometimes, after we've finished that particularly brutal o-chem exam, and we're on the highway, heading to the gym, and we see that sign there at the freeway entrance that says "Ocean Beaches" (probably dumbed down for ease of foreign translation), we just... take it. Instead of heading to the gym.
Yeah. That was my day.
Just about an hour drive and I was at the edge of America.
Can you even imagine how that feels to a person?
Maybe some photos will let it sink in.
Would you believe that one of my first roles on stage was sea foam? I swear. There is a photo of it somewhere.
